Days
Copyright © Diane L. Schirf
Time filled a life with days
Life filled the days with love
Love that gave hope of joy
Love that gave birth to soul.
From the sea, love proclaimed
On the hills, love declared
In the woods, love shouted
Spectacle of madness.
A voice, a sigh, a cry
In the night, in the dark
Silent, still, elusive
Forgotten memories.
All that is left of love
A growing soul, a dying life
Stranded here forever
Frozen in living death.
1998
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